Reparations Declined
Nov 29, 2013 21:00:11 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2013 21:00:11 GMT -5
It wasn't always easy answering to the Shadow Proclamation. She'd vowed to stay close to Earth, but her unique position as Lady Protector of Earth took her off planet sometimes. Thrilling, but she enjoyed it better at the Doctor's side.
It hadn't seemed like a bad place to walk though. It was a colorful, lively marketplace, and it stood between the Transmat station and the capitol she was required at. The Market was a wonder, and she'd only stopped a moment to have a look at something that was something like scarves, entranced by how they caught the light when it all went wrong.
The vendor had been quite a site, a roughly blocked creature in skin that looked thick as an elephants. She was mostly human looking, but for wide tusks that jutted up from her strong lower jaw, that knobby skin with odd hairs poking out of it, and hands that had something less like fingernails and quite a bit more like claws. However, her smile was bright enough. They had no words for each other, but the Vendor had seen what had drawn her eye, and motioned her to see another hanging frippery hung in the back. Smiling, she'd gone to see it. Instead, she found the Vendor's brothers. Or some sort of relatives, for they had all the same characteristics, but these fellows carried a masculine build and weight, and did not seem nearly so welcoming. She'd run.
It was the last she knew until she woke, hearing her own groan in her ears. She stopped that annoying sound, only to be left with another. The engine of a ship. She'd been on so many she could tell. Her cheek, in fact the whole front of her was laying on something hard. She pried open her eyes. Bars striped the world before her.
"Oi." she whispered, preparing to push herself up, a sinking feeling in her stomach.
It hadn't seemed like a bad place to walk though. It was a colorful, lively marketplace, and it stood between the Transmat station and the capitol she was required at. The Market was a wonder, and she'd only stopped a moment to have a look at something that was something like scarves, entranced by how they caught the light when it all went wrong.
The vendor had been quite a site, a roughly blocked creature in skin that looked thick as an elephants. She was mostly human looking, but for wide tusks that jutted up from her strong lower jaw, that knobby skin with odd hairs poking out of it, and hands that had something less like fingernails and quite a bit more like claws. However, her smile was bright enough. They had no words for each other, but the Vendor had seen what had drawn her eye, and motioned her to see another hanging frippery hung in the back. Smiling, she'd gone to see it. Instead, she found the Vendor's brothers. Or some sort of relatives, for they had all the same characteristics, but these fellows carried a masculine build and weight, and did not seem nearly so welcoming. She'd run.
It was the last she knew until she woke, hearing her own groan in her ears. She stopped that annoying sound, only to be left with another. The engine of a ship. She'd been on so many she could tell. Her cheek, in fact the whole front of her was laying on something hard. She pried open her eyes. Bars striped the world before her.
"Oi." she whispered, preparing to push herself up, a sinking feeling in her stomach.